
Riki knitted both of his eyebrows. Seeing his best friend who does not rest for a moment.
"Jul, why the hell... Still sprained in stay married same ex.?"
Jul pura pura did not hear, he was still back and forth transporting rice pak Dadang. Riki who saw him snorted. Jul seems to be thinking about his ex. It is hard when love dies.
"That Panjul ko not rest Ki.."
"Let's just a buk, still hurt her in staying married to the ex."
"Well, Ratna is beautiful. It's worth it, Jul son, you can't go on."
"Move on mak,"
"Hooh,"
Riki shook his head, he then followed Jul in the middle of the rice field.
" Jul, Lo felt like he was drinking Jul's pan. Call it from earlier. Remember Jul, panai money will also lose the same quality duration and size. Lo if the work is too heavy also will not be strong up nanam cassava Lo. Free Jul, a lot of panai money if the duration is only five to ten minutes. That's Lo in katain kek chicken nempel doang."
Bruck...
"Astaghfirullah, Jul Lo wants to kill the cave. Ish just noth."
"Lo can be diem ga Ki!"
Riki scratched his head which was not itchy. He slowly retreated, ready to escape. He knows Jul is angry. Friends can also get slammed.
"Lagian Lo ngoceh mulu. The cave is back."
Jul breezed away leaving Riki. That's enough for today's college. After all, there's only part of Riki. Pity him if he's the one who's got it all. Riki can't bring money home.
"Eh, uh Jul ko Lo lives in the cave. Keep the cave home with what?"
Riki yells at Jul when she realizes Jul really left her.
"Ah fucking Panjul."
Riki cursed Jul who could leave him. He also kicked a sack containing wet rice in front of him.
" Anged him, unfaithful friend Lo Jul. Keep the cave home up what?" Riki is still swearing at his unfaithful friend. He murmured to himself, staring at the piles of rice in front of him.
While Jul who rides his motorcycle, shadowed the beautiful face of the woman who came to his house. He deliberately quickly finished his work because he wanted to go to a new neighbor's house. Arriving at Jul's house, rush to the bathroom.
Amir frowned at his eyebrows, seeing his son come in a hurry and immediately took a bath.
"Tumben directly shower, usually if it has not dried the mud has not bathed."
"You are sir, son there is a change in katain mulu. Our son wants to hear a ghost sir."
"Yes.."
Avoid it rather than, no more rations by night, jamuran later.
Amir took a cup, ready to mix his own coffee. His eyes glanced towards his wry-faced wife. When did her lips ever smile.
"You are sir, if there is a girl who is near the Jul, immediately come yes sir to his parents' house. Lamar straight away, bored of the mulu rewang of the neighbor's place. When do we pull a party sir, artist."
"Later if Jul does."
"What sir?"
Amir begged to hear his wife's loud scream. This part of the mouth can not be in the brakes talking. He walked away with his coffee cup. Afraid of no more rations by night. He also did not want to serve the wife, had almost a month ration he was in retreat.
All this because of his son Panjul who likes to ngerem at home. As a result his wife's lecture continued to vent her to him. But he doesn't know what?. Leha was sorry to see her frustrated son, who lived in marriage with Ratna and ngerem continued in the room. But she has no pity on her who waits every night at dear owl.
Leha probed and smelled a masculine scent on her son's body. He then glanced towards the clock.
Still at two o'clock, ko klimis gini this boy.where are you going?.
"You're really Sanyo next door Mak,"
Leha was just a bully, she then glared at her eyes.
"Widow twice, it's Jul."
Jul who doesn't know who his mother meant to knit her eyebrows. Then he understood who his mother meant. Because in this complex there are no widows. There's also the smell of the soil, there's no way they mean the mother.
Widow twice. The feeling is still virgin, very clear.
"Where would she have been a widow twice?"
"Tau, last night people talked to him. In the rice fields, many say that she was a widow twice.....Why do you want to go to her house, Jul.?"
Leha narrowed her eyes looking at Jul. What his son wants to do. What to say to the widow.
Ah the fate of Panjul, it seems. He had a widow's daughter-in-law, twice.
Jul leaves his mother and father without answering his mother's questions. He wanted to quickly go to his new neighbor's house. It just so happened that his house was not far from his home.
Until there Jul narrowed his eyes, saw the woman who had come to his house this morning. A handsome man came out of his house. Said the widow, who is she, then,?
"Thank you, brother,..."
"Sorry Vi there's a leaf in your hair."
Without approval the man approached and threw away the leaves that were stuck in Via's hair. While Jul who saw that, snorted. How could he come quickly here to help her. And they purposely kissed at the door. Was not satisfied in the house.
From Jul's point of view, it was like kissing. The weathered man cursed the widow twice. Smallness, he thought. He then came to them both.
"Excuse me..."
Via and the man who was with him turned towards Jul. While Jul stared flatly at the face of the man he knew with the repairman. Yes obviously the wong on his shirt has a mechanic's inscription. Strange this beautiful woman, call a mechanic all. If only for putting Sanyo. Bangetan.....
"I'll go home first."
"Yes, thank you, brother.."
After the man's departure, Via turned towards Jul. The man this morning who he had asked for help to install sanyo for him.
"Nothing can I help you with.?"
Tue...
Feel like nyungsep in the combination he called the same sir beautiful woman in front of him. Is he that old huh. Until the beautiful woman in front of him called him sir. He is still a bujang ting ting. After all, did he not smell the fragrance from his body. Damnit....
" Which one is the sanyonya, let me pair it?"
Via rolled his eyeballs off guard, looking at the man in front of him who was willing to help him. This morning he needed nolak, now he did not need to come alone.
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